Well duh, she thought about saying. This was the moment. Now or never... here they were. She was ready. She let a smile drape her relaxed face and said, "Just get over here!" She grabbed onto him and pulled over on top of her. Kissing him sweetly on the lips as she let out a little whimper of question for him to make love to her. She wasn't thinking about anything else; she wanted him. So it was with that her hands went to wondering.
First they slid up his back, over his shoulders and down his chest. Then after a few moments of playing with the fur and muscles residing there, she began slowly slipping farther and farther toward the grand prize. She had hardly remembered in the heat of the moment that she was still clothed in her white skirt and pink shirt, therefore with the realization they still hid her body she pulled back her paws. Mya was kissing as much as possible while tugging up her shirt over her shoulders. Get off! she found herself thinking toward the material of her shirt. A moment of 'did I just do that' made her pause but not for long because soon she was topless and open to Rory's eyes. This is it... no turning back now, Then with a sly, welcoming smile she winked at Rory and thought Who would WANT to back out?
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